Jessie curled her body in a ball near where Mexx slept at nights. It was late and there was no sigh of Mexx anywhere, He had been gone a long time and she couldn't help herself but worry when he was gone. He would always go on late night runs. She knew it was out of pity, she hated it. Ever since they met that night and she told him what happened he was so protective over her. She lay there tilting her head to the moon. Her heart ached at the sight. the wind blew her fur around. It was close to mating time, a full year had past since the night and Mexx and her had gotten closer. So close the were curing up together for warmth of the cool nights. But something was different this night. She was extra worried about him and her heart ached to see her gone when she got back from her hunt. All four paws ached and she couldn't wait to lay next to his body and rest, nuzzling into his chest as he lay his head on her.
She couldn't help but remember the night they met, her mind wondered back to that ere night.
(FLASHBACK TO A YEAR AGO)
Mexx was a younger pup when he was kicked from his pack. He was too dominate and the eldest male was intimidated. The only thing Mexx remembered now was a girl he loved from the start. Jessie. They were childhood friends and both decided against the groups will they would mate that coming season, but he never got the chance to see her, it came that mating season as he sat alone in the cave he would call his home sheltering from the terrible lightning storm that had rolled over head. He thought of his once tribe and if they were okay. As he began to get up to go, even against the king, he noticed a blur. He stood his ground until he noticed the way it moved, it was elegant but hurt. He knew the way the shadow danced in its step who it was and rushed to her. It was Jessie.
Jessie was the most beautiful of the last seasons pups. It was obvious, so once mating season rolled around, ever man wanted her, but of coarse the first male picks. and she was chosen. In the group you couldn't pick who you mated with so she had no choice. But a few weeks into her pregnancy she realized she was so unhappy with the baby's father and knew that if she stayed the baby would be just like everyone else, she didn't want that, she wanted a baby like she and Mexx were as kids, but ever since Mexx was banished the group had gotten hard and mean. She couldn't stand to have her baby in pain, so once night, she left. But... The groups men hunted her down, and as punishment... They attacked not just her, her stomach. The night Mexx took her in for shelter is the night she lost the baby. Mexx held her tightly as the storm raged as she cried. She howled in pain as Mexx held her.
"I will never et them hurt you again I promise." He said as he looked at her, "This is your home now, here with me."
Jessie smiled at him and after a long tie got over the failed pregnancy, it still hurt but she thought of the baby not making it alone with just her and Mexx, the baby needed a tribe. later, she felt her body should bare no more children, she knew that that baby, was most likely her last. Mexx was so heart broken to hear the news and seemed to have a worse time than her. (END OF FLASH BACK) So now that he was gone for a long time worried her .
Mexx hiked along the little makeshift path as he looked for something to bring home to her. It was near mating seasons and he new this was a hard time for her since she forcefully lost her child. She was so young too to have a kid on her own. He wanted to be the one to care for her. But when she lost the baby hope left her eyes and he couldn't bare to see that again. He was 3 years old while she was only 2 now, so having a child at 1 was already rough for him to think about, being that they wanted to mate together was a different thing. He loved her and she loved him but, they never managed to tell each other. So when they said they'd mate together was something special. But when the dominant male took her away, Mexx felt like he lost everything. To have her back made him feel his power come back to him. Although he didn't run the pact he and her shared, they both decided to run until another wolf joined. He smiled seeing black berries, her favorite. he picked a big bushel full and came back to her just as night fell and mating season had began.
